"This baby is not destined to be married." Lin Zhuming put on airs.

Song Jinlian hurriedly laughed and said, "It's our fault that we ruined this gentleman's mood just now. This gentleman's abilities are extremely high, and he won't take anything for granted. It's because we look down upon others."

"Hahaha, how could it be?" Lin Zhuming asked: "I just played a few games impromptu, and I can't say that I am very interested. It's just that you are too overbearing in your way of doing things. You have already used the golden toad multi-child pattern to attract people.

Wealth, but also to use such means..."

"Yes, yes, yes, Master is right. They have offended Master. I will cut off their fingers to calm Master's anger."

"That's not necessary." Lin Zhuming said with a smile: "My relationship with Fourth Master Yuan..." But he smiled and said nothing.

The technique of great deception made Lin Zhuming's acting skills comparable to those of the best actor.

Song Jinxiang felt a sense of oppression, wiped his sweat with a handkerchief, and then asked: "Since the mage showed the thing, I think he wants to get married. How much can you give me a price for the place we just offended?

I will definitely make it up to you."

Lin Zhuming smiled half-heartedly: "It all depends on your sincerity."

"How is the relationship with two thousand taels?" Song Jinxiang said carefully: "This money is not that old. In a hundred or so years, two thousand taels is quite a lot."

"Two thousand taels for what?" Lin Zhuming asked with a smile.

"Of course it's two thousand taels..." Before Song Jinxiang could say anything, Lin Zhuming took the King of Xi back as a reward.

"How much I earned here today, please prepare them for me, otherwise, I'm afraid your face will not look good."

Lin Zhuming walked out of the private room directly.

Song Jinxiang said to himself: "What is this man's background? It's a pity that I can't find anyone to ask."

After Lin Zhuming left with the money he earned, Prime Minister Song Jin immediately sent someone to ask.

It's just that Lin Zhuming has returned to Yuanzhen Temple, studied Taoism for two years, and donated his ranking, spending two hundred and forty taels of silver.

Seeing that Lin Zhuming had paid all the money so quickly, the Taoist priest who registered Lin Zhuming said: "Junior brother is so quick and easy to make a living. It can be seen that he is a person who is devoted to the Tao. From now on, he can come to Yuan Zhen Temple often to discuss Taoism and mysteries.

"

After that, he introduced himself again, but his name was Wang Cangsong. He was also a deacon in Yuanzhen Temple and was at the same level as Yang Shilian.

Lin Zhuming naturally agreed.

Lin Zhuming did not like the utilitarianism of Yuan Zhen Guan, but he controlled the number of conferrals.

But it was good to pay the money. Wang Cansong immediately called a Taoist boy and brought two sets of Taoist robes to Lin Zhuming.

"The time for this burial ceremony is during the Hungry Ghost Festival.

It's just that it's earlier this year, probably around the Dragon Boat Festival.

In due course, Master Jingming Gaogong from the Wanshou Palace in Xishan will set up an altar in this temple to confer urn for you.

To be honest, the fees paid by junior brother are also given to them, I don’t charge more from you, junior brother.”

"I understand, I understand." Lin Zhuming nodded, and then asked: "Who is the mage here this time?"

"During the previous dynasty, our Pure Brightness Path was relatively prosperous, but now it is somewhat in decline."

Wang Cansong was a little sad: "Although there are many guild halls in Jiangxi, there are few true traditions."

"Today's Fa Tonglu Biography is still compiled by Xu Shoucheng of the Quanzhen Dragon Gate from the master Zhang Xiaoyao."

"Now, it should be Xu Shoucheng's disciples Tan Taizhi, Zhang Taixuan, and Xiong Tai'an who are presiding over Xishan. However, they are already very old. I'm afraid those who come are his disciples and grandchildren."

"The World's True Half-Dragon Gate." Lin Zhuming said, "I just don't know how much of our Jingming Dharma tradition they have sorted out, and how far we can teach it."

Wang Cangsong said: "It is said that the first and second grade urn steps have been lost."

"As for those who can be awarded this rank, only Master Liu Yuanran from the previous dynasty, and even Masters Zhang and Zhu, can only be awarded the third rank."

"What about the ascended ones?" Lin Zhuming asked.

Wang Cang let go and said: "Only Patriarch Quanzhen Qiu has been clearly recorded as having ascended. As for Zhang Sanfeng and Zhenren Zhang, those are mostly rumors. As for Zhengyi, only Master Xu Jing ascended during the Song Dynasty."

"..."

Also, the better the human realm is, the weaker the immortal realm is. It is not certain whether one can cultivate the golden elixir, let alone ascend.

As for the world of immortals and warriors in the Manchu period described by the owner of Huanzhu Tower, it is an illusion after all.

"Don't think so much. At least the low-level Lu Wen has not been lost. Even our Yuan Zhen Guan has some fifth-grade Lu Wen inheritance."

Lin Zhuming nodded: "If you are really talented, even Patriarch Jingming will deliver the message in a dream."

"Haha." Wang Cangsong said: "What a fairy fate!"

Lin Zhuming received two sets of Taoist robes and a certificate, which represented his identity certificate. When the time comes, he will take the Lu Sheng examination.

Lin Zhuming came to open the Yuan Zhen Temple, then left the city and went to Tongjing.

On the other hand, after several inquiries, Song Jinxiang finally understood that he had been tricked by Lin Zhuming. He was so angry that he was so angry that he couldn't report it to the superiors, lest he be blamed by the superiors for not doing things well.

But we also know that Lin Zhuming is a Taoist from Tongjing Wanshou Palace.

If a monk can escape, he cannot escape from the temple. The debt will be recovered sooner or later.

But the people who were following Lin Zhuming had already sunk into the sea of ​​gambling and forgot about it.

Waiting for Lin Zhuming to return to Longevity Palace, he put all the remaining gambling money into the merit box without taking any points for himself.

At the same time, he complained to the True Lord: "In order to bestow the urn, I have to make a lot of offerings to your disciples and grandchildren. If you don't give me the urn, there is no point in bringing me to this place."

The statue of the True Lord seems expressionless and very angry.

"Your family's legal instruments are almost lost!" Lin Zhuming sighed.

At this time, Zhao Zhongxin said: "The true king cannot come down to earth. By the way, senior brother, have you noticed that there have been a lot of strange people lately?"

"Yes." Lin Zhuming nodded.

"This is strange, why are these people here?" Zhao Zhongxin couldn't figure it out, and asked again: "Senior brother, what happened to you when you went to Nanjing City? Have you solved the issue of burial?"

"Basically solved."

Lin Zhuming thought to himself: After spending so much money, even a small official could have donated it.

"What about me?" Zhao Zhongxin said hehely: "Can I follow you and accept the punishment?"

"I'm afraid you have to wait." Lin Zhuming also said the truth: "It's better to wait for me to teach you the urn, research what it is, and then pass it on to you. Although this is a private urn, it's better.

I don’t want any money.”

"What? Do you still need money for the burial ceremony?" Zhao Zhongxin asked naively.

"Of course." Lin Zhuming said, "Teaching and teaching the Dharma shouldn't be taken lightly, right?"

Zhao Zhongxin heard Lin Zhuming's somewhat sarcastic tone and asked, "How much does it cost?"

"I paid two hundred and forty taels of silver first?"

"Ah? So many?"

For ordinary people, 20 taels is enough for one year. Two hundred and fourteen taels is the expenditure for every twelve years, so it is naturally expensive.

"Then senior brother, how do you have so much money?"

"Don't worry about it, it's not the right way."
Chapter completed!